Shortbums unite!

I'm a cranky little critter this evening. I shall spare you the blow-by-blow tirade, but it boils down to the blatant discrimination of short people.

Shop Assistant-type people!! Now hear this! I am taller than the display counter. I am not hiding behind a breadbasket. I exceed midget height.* I even took a ticket to be served in turn. Do not spin me this claptrap of "Didn't see you." You're not fooling anybody, you know.

Piss me off, and watch me go for your ankle. You have been warned.

To calm down after having a frustrating time at several stores, I went for a walk for awhile, then headed home to find, yet again, that the electricity is off. I am guessing a gecko sneezed 3 streets over - every time I turn around, the power goes off. So now I have made myself even crankier by plucking my eyebrows in the moonlight (not to be undertaken by the faint-hearted).

I think I may just regret this, come morning.

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* I read somewhere that the maximum midget height is 4 feet 11 inches. For the record, I am over five feet. Not much over, I grant you, but over nonetheless.